"Yes, I know that."

"You know that I love you?"

"I—I don't know much about love."

"I can teach you,"

"Nobody can teach me anything that I can't find out for myself. If I don't know what this—this feeling people call Love is, from the inside, nobody can come and throw it over me, like a cloak."

"Oughtn't we to stuff our fingers in our ears?" Elizabeth pantomimed.

"No," Peggy shook her head, fiercely.

"Wrapping it around you like a cloak is just what I should like to do. I should like to keep you warm and comfortable for the rest of your life."

"And happy?"

"I know I could make you happy."